Today was haircutting day for both Keith and me. He has paved his topknot and put in a parking lot, but once a week I still trim around the edges on his lot. I’ve been cutting his hair for almost twenty years now. Here is a convenient truth: When he had darker and much more hair, I had better eyesight, as well as more patience to make sharp lines around the nape of his neck and all the other edges. Now that his hair is thinner and grayer, I can still cut a mean haircut. You just can’t see all my mistakes anymore.
Now Keith doesn’t do the same for my hair. Praise God. I go to Amber. She has a sweet little salon in Yucca Valley. Her daughter has recently graduated from beauty school and is now working with Amber in her salon. I should have taken a before and after picture, but I wasn’t thinking of my Slice of Life when I was there.
Anyway, here are a few other photos from my day.
Drew Oliver Built the First Wind Turbine Here
What would Drew Oliver think
If he could see all the windmills
Now filling the San Gorgonio Pass?
Did he know his idea would take off?
Turn back the calendar 100 years and turn
Up the wind. It squeezes through two mountain
Ranges. Oliver knew that, and he tried to harness it by
Building a windmill
In 1926.
Now the almost 1000 turbines make clean
Energy–hundreds of millions of watts.
I recall that spot in Palm Springs from my lovely visit there. Your slice took me right back to that summer vacation for me. A little jealous of where you call home! I love how your slice then turned into a history lesson!! I so enjoyed learning about Drew Oliver through an acrotic. So much in this little slice. Thanks for sharing.
Denise,
I think Ken would be mortified if he saw me coming at him w/ scissors or even a trimmer. Nope. I don’t cut his hair or the dogs’ hair. Where’s the pic of your new style? Anyway, we went on the windmill tour when we were inPalm Springs a couple years ago. It’s fascinating. Fun poem.
No wonder you want to get a haircut! What a stunning drive. I have to say I find “wind farms” strangely beautiful. We see many turbines as we travel up the Columbia Gorge, and while people rail against them (and I do worry about their longevity and the resources used to crate them), they seem stately and clean, a testament to our trying to do the right thing. (Oh, we bumble to be sure, but…)
I love your acrostic! “Up the wind! It squeezes through two mountain/Ranges…”
Thank you for taking us along with you on your adventure!
Denise, I am particularly interested in your comments and poem about the windmills. We have several in Iowa. Many are along Interstate 80. I’ve heard a lot of complaints from people who live near windmills. I live only twenty minutes from a factory that creates the turbines. I heard that it can be a difficult job due to the material they use. Do you hear complaints about the turbines?
You know, Barb, I wonder that too. We live far enough away that I don’t know anyone who lives in the vicinity. I haven’t read of complaints. Yesterday when we drove by, I rolled down the window and tried to listen to see if I could hear them. I also saw a new housing development in the area that would be affected by them too.
What a wonderful compilation of treasured moments! I am impressed you’ve been cutting Keith’s hair for so long. I am a fail at this! I once made such a mess of my preteen’s hair, I am not allowed to hold clippers anymore, lol. I love the reflection of your windmill poem; so thankful this energy approach was invented.
The route to my haircut looks quite different…how lucky are you! Thank you for sharing the pictures, looks like a fun afternoon. I cut my fiancé’s hair during the pandemic and all I’ll say is I’m glad the barbershops opened!